Chapter 25-Friends

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I soon began to lose track of the days as time went on. A routine began to emerge, I'd stare at the wall for a while, then later I'd be sent to talk to someone. Sometimes it was my parents, sometimes it was the girl that came to my room. Then they'd get mad at me, and I'd be punished. The punishments varied, sometimes they'd be painful like the first day but most days they were just loss of privileges like furniture and such.

Every day I tried to communicate mentally with the others but it was proving to be useless. I was beginning to lose hope, certain that I was long forgotten by them. I was so tempted to rip the wolf charm from my wrist and throw it. So much for being a pack.

It wasn't until early one morning, when I was sat on the floor that a glimmer of hope finally emerged. I rubbed at my eyes as they begged me to sleep. One of my latest punishments, had been the removal of the bed from the room. I think they were going to give it back to me tomorrow, but naturally I hadn't been sleeping very well.

I heard the door creak open, it was too early for anyone to be in here yet. Still, I noticed two human shapes walking in the room with an unusual item. I couldn't make it out properly, it looked large but was oddly shaped. What was it? I caught a flash of dark hair and I realised that it was a person. I blinked, thinking I was seeing things as they left them on the other side of the room. He glanced upwards at his captors his eyes filled with venom but he didn't say a word.

It was Michael.

No way.

I was so conflicted, I was glad to see him of course, yet scared as to the reason he'd made it here. I didn't honestly think they would be able to catch him, after his display the other night. Besides, Michael knew how the hunters worked. Surely, he would know what they were trying to do. I looked to the door, expecting it to open again, if he was here then where were Calum and Ashton? Had they been captured too? Were they all still alive? Was he here to help me escape?


I watched carefully as the two hunters left, the door closing firmly behind them. I guess he was the only one. My eyes fell beside me, where Michael sat. He was visibly pale, his eyes dark from what I gathered was a lack of sleep. His irises were slightly flecked with golden and his hands were shaking slightly. He let out a scream of frustration as he seemed to throw himself backwards against the wall.

'Michael?' I thought out. I felt no pain this time. It was a good sign. It just depended if he could hear me?

Michael blinked for a few moments, he looked around at the ceiling frowning, until his eyes fell on me.

'Luke!?' Michael questioned, his eyes lighting up in recognition.

His response could only mean one thing.

'Michael!' I half grin back at him.

'Luke! I can't believe I found you.' His eyes searched me for a moment, 'I'm so glad to see you.' He frowned, '-but the hunters they have a plan and we're in a lot of trouble-'

'Wait, did something happen? Are Calum and Ashton okay?' I ask. I was starting to feel nervous, where were they?

'Uh, I'll get to that...' Michael said, his eyes cast away for a moment, 'I think they're okay.... but I can't seem to communicate with them right now to make sure.'

I frowned, he couldn't communicate with them either? It seemed I could be right about this place blocking us. Now he was in here with me, we could talk fine. It was strange.

'I think this building blocks us.' I tell him. 'I mean we can hear each other fine now that we're in the same room.'

Michael nods, 'Hmm, I think you could be onto something there Luke.'

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